Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1887-03-10
CHAPTER ".
MATRIMONIAL.

| Aue sCeue ClldIlSeS. we are across the sea.
But it is still school. Are we never to be
done with schools Wen, no! Life is a school,
and the wise are never done learning.
The scene, by your leave, is German uni
versity town. Time, several years before the
opening of the humble tale you have done us
the honor to follow thus far. On giant
cliff above the town stands the most magnifi-
cent ruin IN Europe. Below, the blue Neckar
rushes out from its mountains and seeks the
great Rhine beyond. You know the town,
Heidelberg.
An American family were spending some
months there. With them was the pretty
| daughter of the household, girl Of II.
Among the students at that time was young
man from the United States. He was barely
Is, but largo, strong and manly in physique,
with dark hair aid eyes He was precocious
i'll every way; noted for his wide range of
study, as well as for his strength and cour-
age. He was, besides, the son of rich par
ents, who had indulged his every whim from
the time he was born. In brief he was fiery
youth, who knew no law but his own will.
Hundreds of parents from the United
States visit the old German town every year
with their young lady daughters The uni
versity dates back to the year of our Lord
1886. 1t is very famous Hundreds of
American boys attend its classes every year.
But this particular boy, with the flashing
dark eyes, who loved his own way, met the
particular maiden of II one day at the Hotel
Victoria With the other hundreds we have
nothing to do.
Fate willed the meeting. The dark haired
youth mostly decided what followed, the first
part of it at any rate.
The girl was a giggling, weak willed
creature, with poodle dog eyes and forehead,
and dolls red and white face. She had the
smpering, affected ways of a school girl, who
cannot for one moment get rid of the con-
sciousness of her sex. The dark haired boys
room mate fancied himself madly in love
with n. His friend saw it with regret.
"Tll cure you of this nonsense, Frank
Broughton," he said to himself "I'll 60 and
make love to Miss Myra myself. I'll cut you
out. The girl will throw you over. Then r.
throw her over and go home for the summer,
and you go with me. You'll thank me for
breaking you of this blessed foolishness."
That evening, with his graceful, careless
bow and smile-the scapegrace was fascinat-
ing-the dark haired youth made his way to
the young LADY,.
"Miss Myra" he said, "it will be q beauti-
full sunset viii you and your mother give
me the pleasure Of going up the mountain
with you?"
The red and white girl simpered.
"Why la! mamma" !" said she, "shall we goa"
Mamma said, II think we may" with that
degree of alacrity, veneered by dignified re-
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managing mamma scents q possible son-in-
law in rich and highly connected young
man.
1t quite took away the breath of Frank
Broughton. In five minutes they were Off,
before his very eyes
If, reader, you are of guessing turn, you
will know the rest Well, the girl was pretty,
with her peaci like cheeks, and her eyes Of
that color which the milliners call "pcacock
blue" The dark haired youth, who went in
for cutting his friend out to save him from
folly, was himself Of O passionate, susceptible
nature. The walks and rides up the mount
ain were finally continued on his own account.
What would you have? A month later the
same three went up the mountain Mamma
discreetly fingered in the shadow, in the great
VI CHo Ill lUo
shadow in the smaller square at the front of
the magnificent ruin, the dark haired youth
who had his own way, pressed Miss Myra's
babylike hand, kissed her on her babylike
lips and whispered in her babylike car:
"ln month I'm coming home to marry
you."
Sand Miss Myra blushed and said:
"Why, la, how could you?"
That was the very question he asked him.
self many time afterward Frank Brough-
ton was avenged!
In a month they were married, the boy and
girl Tho youths parents opposed feebly, but
Philip Dunnoray had always had his own
way. Miss Myra's mother helped on tho
match in all the haste consistent with regard
to the best appearances. Had she not been
an American mother of the highest standing
it might have even seemed that she feared
the prize would slip through her fingers.
The young people set up housekeeping in .
New York Twin sons were born to them
within year. Then it was that Philip
Dumoray faced the great new truth, that
man who has mother-in-law, dull, silly
wife and a pair Of babies can't always have
his own way. What could even thunder and +.
lightning do against hill of puttya
Myra Dumoray developed such astounding
capacity for emotion that Philip could scarcely
believe his own senses. Strange, too, but
tho emotion was ALWAYS OF Iisaoreeable